After the shy female class committee member ran away in panic with her homework, the students of Class 1, Grade 2, fell into a brief silence.

Then it was like a drop of cold water accidentally fell into the oil pan-

"What's the matter?"

"What's going on?"

"Mu Xiang?"

"Don't make fun of my slut..."

"But the squad leader didn't seem to deny it just now...?"

"Isn't my cyst true?"

“…Maybe they are joining forces to tease us.”

"It's her! I didn't recognize her just now, but now I look... Mu Xiang is not so white and thin, and it still looks the same from behind."

"You really believe it? Mu Xiangxiu doesn't know what she looks like. Are you mentally retarded?"

"I'm just talking so much, let's go up and ask directly!"

"Why don't you go!"

"Forehead……"

"You are so awesome, you go, you go, you go--"

Everyone was in a strong attitude of questioning but not daring to be sure in person. They could only push and squeeze and want to choose a warrior. The buzzing and vibrating discussions overwhelmed one after another, becoming more and more clear and audible.

Until the table that the students pushed each other and hit each other for the third time hit the back, all the push and argument ended in Qiao Nan's eyes looking back.

You can still be harassed by others while sitting in your seat. The school tyrant who has never experienced this kind of experience in this life is almost out of temper. The three jumpy boys were stared at by him and froze in the spot. Qiao Nan looked at them for a while and said lightly: "Warning once."

After he turned around, the three boys all took three steps back.

Then he rushed back to the crowd with tears.

Qiao Nan found that Mu Yaoyao's popularity was really bad. After so long he arrived at school, no other classmates came to say hello, except for Jiang Haiwai, who had an unknown purpose. However, judging from the attitude of the people around him, this kind of avoidance seemed to be not malicious. Looking at those unfamiliar people who could not confirm their identity after a long time of looking at them, the biggest possibility is that Mu Yaoyao doesn't like to interact with them normally.

Hi, this personality is really worrying.

Qiao Nan was a little worried that the other party would be bullied at his school. After all, the school spirit of the 12th Middle School was worse than Ying Cheng. He touched his phone and wanted to send a text message to Mu Xiangyao. Then he felt several extra scorching gazes suddenly hit the face.

The classroom was also suddenly suffocated, and then the atmosphere immediately changed. In the tense air, Qiao Nan looked up. In the direction of the gate, several girls with different appearances stood there expressionlessly. The leader was a long hair, and the skirt seemed to be shorter than the people around him. It was quite long...it should be OK, but for a school bully like Qiao Nan, who had a lot of beauties around him, so he commented very pickyly in his heart.

The eyes are smaller than Mu Xiangyao, and their legs are longer than Mu Xiangyao. Although their skin is quite white, they can still be more transparent when they look closely.

Six points cannot be more.

Liufen stared at Qiao Nan, and first shouted in a debt-collection tone: "Mu Xiangsai?"

Those who dare to talk to him in this tone in this life are now facing the wall. Qiao Nan raised his eyebrows slightly, then he put down his cell phone and leaned back lazily: "What are you doing?"

"It's really you?" Perhaps the unbelievable guess became reality. Liufen's eyes were immediately filled with strong malice. She looked up and down at Qiao Nan, her eyes ranging from the short hair above his head to the pants on his body. The more he looked, the ugly his face became. After a moment, he spoke coldly: "You come out."

Yo.

Qiao Nan suddenly found it interesting and stopped playing with her phone. She tilted her head novelly and looked at her: "Who are you?"

It seemed that he would get such an answer, and Liu Bin's face quickly looked stunned. A follower who looked like a student's head spoke at this time: "Clever, don't talk so much nonsense with her."

He turned to Qiao Nan again with a fierce tone: "And you! You can pretend to be a big head garlic! You can come out if you ask you to come out!"

Oh, Qiao Nan suddenly realized that this was the little girl Yingcheng who Mu Xiangyao was very afraid of.

However, he had never heard of this person before transferring to school. The other party's real person's appearance was somewhat different from the photos, which led to him not recognizing the other party when he first saw it.

Qiao Nan put away his lazy attitude. Generally speaking, he was not very good at calculating with girls, but after knowing that the other party caught Mu Xiang and thought that fool had bullied Fang Lingli for a semester, he began to feel a little unhappy.

So the cell phone was thrown into the table bucket with a thud, and he stood up slowly on the table.

Fang Lingli was obviously nervous, and her expression suddenly became alert. The tension of the sword quickly spread between them, and the whole classroom was silent.

Just at this moment, an unexpected female voice broke the silence: "Fang Lingli? He Xiaokui?"

While speaking, a middle-aged woman in a professional suit walked in with a few textbooks in one hand. While walking, she looked at the girls at the door with suspicious eyes: "Study is about to begin soon, why are you still standing at the door of our class?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including Fang Lingli, who was aggressive when she came. Fang Lingli concealed her temples in her questioning gaze, and then her vigilant gaze quickly passed by Qiao Nan again: "It's okay, come and get something, goodbye to Teacher Wang."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Qiao Nan, who had already taken the steps, had to stop in disappointment, leaned against the table unhappily, and watched the figures leave.

Teacher Wang was also startled when he saw her, and stopped holding the lesson plan, hesitated and said: "This classmate, you..."

A small piece of mentally retarded laughter immediately started in the class, "Oh, the head teacher couldn't recognize Mu Xiangxiang's new look." A few bold and quick-witted out of the fear that was dominated by the aura just now, and also explained to the head teacher loudly: "Teacher Wang, this is Mu Xiangxiang!"

Teacher Wang turned back to Qiao Nan's expression and was full of surprise: "Huh-?"

Qiao Nan looked at her. He didn't care that he was the focus. He was thinking about other issues. Since this class teacher could call Fang Lingli's name, would she really not know that Mu Xiangxiang was bullied?

It is impossible. No one knows this school better than Qiao Nan, who has been a foul in England since the first year of junior high school. Due to the special background of most students, surveillance is everywhere, and faculty and staff are more afraid of the harm of students than parents.

If the target of Fang Lingli is bullied by Mu Xiangxiang to any student in this class, I am afraid that all kinds of farces from last semester will not exist.

But what can I do? Whether it is Mu Xiangxiang or this head teacher, seriously, it seems that neither can really compete with Fang Lingli's family background. The head teacher is just an ordinary person after shed her work state, and there is no friend behind Mu Xiangxiang who can stand up for her.

As one of the top members of the pyramid here, Qiao Nan knew Yingcheng's rules very well. In a flash, he thought of a lot of content that annoyed him until a message vibrated from his desk and pocket.

He stopped thinking, and when he looked up, he unconsciously swept the clock on the blackboard. The time pointed to 8:40. It was actually still early before the class started at 9:00.

So just now, the other party appeared at such a coincidence and said to Lingli, "Class will be in soon..."

Qiao Nan's expression finally relaxed again. He even smiled, pulled out his hand that was only in his pocket and shook it casually for a while, and greeted the female teacher who was still not sure of his identity: "Long time no see, Teacher Wang."

Then he sat down obediently, not even crossing his legs.

The text message sent by Mu Xiangyao just now. Mu Xiangyao said, "I found your classroom. You can do your class well, remember to record and take notes. By the way, have you handed over the homework for me?"

It seems that I haven't encountered any trouble, this idiot.

Qiao Nan typed back two words very disgusted: "No."

*******

Teacher Wang teaches chemistry, but in the first class of school, she did not say much about the content in the book. Most of the class was greetings and reminding students to get into the learning state as soon as possible.

Qiao Nan felt drowsy after listening for a while, but when Mu Xiangyao repeatedly emphasized that he would not allow him to sleep in class, he forced his eyes to open his eyes and lazily read on the desktop.

Yingcheng's teaching progress is faster than that of ordinary public schools, and the textbook content is also different. Fortunately, Qiao Nan doesn't seem to be very difficult. After all, although he doesn't like to do homework and read books, he has been ranked in the top ten of the Yingcheng's grade list for many years before transferring to the No. 12 Middle School, but after transferring to No. 12 Middle School, he has become more and more lazy to study.

But this did not prevent him from dizzying. Ahhhh, it would be great if he could smoke a cigarette.

Before he fell asleep, the first class finally ended. Teacher Wang looked at him with a little concern before leaving. When the lady's back disappeared, Qiao Nan stood up very quickly, and the classmates in front, back and left and right immediately looked at him sideways.

Qiao Nan first kicked the front table stool with a very spacious space: "Move forward."

Then he hurriedly left the classroom with his cell phone and the cigarette box he didn't dare to dismantle at Mu's house.

*******

In another classroom, Class 2, Grade 4, Jiang Hai was still dazed at the meeting with Mu Xiangxiang in the morning.

To be honest, when he saw Mu Xiangyao's expression before he left while swaying his schoolbag, he even trembled his liver, and the entire hair on his back became trembling, and he almost knelt down on the spot.

This is so strange. At most, he and Mu Xiang often meet in competitions. The previous impression was probably that this girl was very smart and cold, and it was much quieter than other girls who chattered when they saw him.

I had a good impression, so I took the initiative to say hello several times when I met at school.

But isn’t this a good impression? No matter what, it shouldn’t be like this kind of reaction to seeing natural enemies, right? It’s so strange.

He leaned against the windowsill with one hand, and his beautiful face was full of confusion, which made many girls inside and outside the classroom feel sad.

While thinking, a chubby boy suddenly appeared, and pushed away a group of girls blocking the door and ran in.

"Jiang Hai!" He seemed to have experienced a long-distance race. After stopping, he couldn't stand firmly. He seemed very panicked and panted with his support on Jiang Hai's table: "...you, go and have a look. The Mu Xiangyan you mentioned in the morning, Fang Lingli took someone to trouble her again!"

*******

Yingcheng's toilet was empty, and Qiao Nan was very satisfied with it. He washed his hands and then walked to the bright window just like before he transferred to school, and opened the window a little.

finally--

The school tyrant burst into tears and teared open the cigarette box and took out one, reaching out to touch the lighter in his pocket.

Finally, there is no elusive Mu Xiang thinks about her father and Mu Xiang thinks about her mother!

Holding such a strong feeling, his fingers trembled and pressed on the lighter roller skate.

The next second, he heard the messy and dense footsteps coming from the bathroom door.

*******

Fang Lingli's face was gloomy: "Are you sure she's inside?"

"Someone saw her in with their own eyes!" He Xiaokui tried hard to catch up with her. "Jiang Hai, who was seen with his own eyes, was also talking to her. It seems that the door and schoolbag can no longer scare her. I must teach her a lesson today!"

The seven or eight girls seemed to have found some rare fun and immediately echoed excitedly.

Fang Lingli ignored them, went to the bathroom door, left two guards, and led the remaining people to open the door and walked in.

The eyes are empty.

Several people quickly pushed up the compartment door one by one, but unfortunately there was no one behind each one.

After a while, they gathered next to Fang Lingli again, and Fang Lingli frowned: "What's going on? Didn't you say that someone saw Mu Xiangyao come in with his own eyes?"

At the questioning eyes, He Xiaokui was speechless. Just as she was also confused, a low and hoarse chuckled suddenly came from behind everyone.

Fang Lingli's pupils shrank, she immediately turned around, and she was immediately creepy.

I saw a figure squatting on the bathroom half-height behind her like a cheetah squatting on it. The owner of the figure narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he thought the scene in front of her was very interesting. When he met her eyes, he even opened his white teeth and showed an unknown smile.

The unlit cigarette biting between the teeth swayed slightly to the talking lips.
Chapter completed!